Via EMD, coverage of 76 more trombones that The Daily Beast is bringing to the big Julie & Julia parade. It's more of the same hyping of the film of the decade, with the exception of a surprising story titled "How Meryl Streep Nailed Her." Tacky, as they say of necrophilia. Or maybe, they had a thing back in the day. You protest "they don't mean 'nail' in the colloquial sense of 'have sex with,' but rather in the sense of 'get perfectly right.'''
Watch this:
And this.Then watch the first ten seconds of the trailer for the film. It's gotta be a sex thing, right?
More seriously, it's not the necrophilia that bothers me, but the entire aura of cultural grave robbery that wafts over the whole film, and, especially, its prodigious hype machine. To an alarming degree, the Hollywood cultural apparatus has managed to graft Powell's persona on to Child's in a way that Powell's own work never did. The degree to which everything related to Child, and her enormous contributions to the quality of life in the United States of America, has become a way to promote the film is grotesque.
Okay I can't keep it shut any longer. Does this not remind you of
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XYUbsXijcA8
and
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cOsowGu4wTo
or maybe
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qCp99A2Cni0
?
At least Julia and Meryl are not BOTH in the movie, a la:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=icMTVV5Lwaw
Interesting to note that a biopic is more upsetting than a good ol' documentary. Harlan County -vs- Roseanne?
Posted by: Addison | Thursday, 06 August 2009 at 09:05 AM
Saint Alice had to chime in sooner or later.
http://www.thedailybeast.com/author/alice-waters/?cid=bb:author10
Posted by: Marco | Thursday, 06 August 2009 at 03:14 PM